A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I wanted Katherine to have a backstory... So...
Thanks for all the reads so far. I love y'all.
DISCLAIMER: I own Emarni, Amalie and Katherine :) BUT NOTHING ELSE.
The pretty girl with her dark hair tied in two little braids stood on top of a large tree stump, with her hands placed on her hips. An eight year old boy crouched behind the tree and watched the girl, who was talking down to the other children.
"And when I am grown up." The girl was saying, "I will be a proper witch, just like my bunică (A/N Romanian for grandmother.). And I will be able to cast spells on people, so everyone better be nice to me, or I will curse you to burn in-" Her voice dropped to a whisper, "Hell." There were collective gasps from the other children, who had never heard anyone say the word "hell" before.
"That is right!" The girl said, "I will be Katherine, the greatest witch of all time!" All of her newly found friends edged closer to her, with a mix of adoring and scared looks.
"Will you turn people into frogs?" A girl with blonde pigtails piped up.
"Yep! And toads too!" Katherine beamed.
"If you were truly a witch." The boy crawled out from behind the tree, picking up a twig that lay on the ground, "You would be able to turn this stick... into... into a... snake!" He threw the stick at the Katherine and it hit her hard on the head.
"Ow!" Katherine squealed. Then, she picked up a rock and flung it at the boy's head. He ducked out of the way, walking towards Katherine as she searched for more rocks to throw. The boy drew back his fist and punched Katherine hard in the chest. Katherine tumbled over backwards, landing badly on the ground.
"You are just a pathetic little girl looking for attention." the boy sneered.
"I am telling my bunică about you. And she will put a curse on your entire family!" Katherine wailed, bursting into tears. She got up and ran away from the boy and the other children. The group of eight and nine year old boys and girls all looked shocked.
"Malik Vaccaria hit a girl." The girl with the pigtails said in shock.
"Katherine will get him back." A boy reassured her, his voice dropping dramatically, "Remember the last person that upset her?"
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"But Bunică." Katherine said, with a woeful expression, "Malik Vaccaria pushed me over and now I have bruises all over my arms! We have to kill his entire family!" She crawled onto her grandmother's lap and sat there determinedly.
"I told you, dragul meu ("My darling")." The old woman- who was called Amalia- looked down at her granddaughter, untying Katherine's braids, "We do not curse people, we care for people."
"Even bad people?" Katherine looked up at her grandmother solemnly.
"Even bad people." Amalia tugged hard on her Katherine's hair, retrying it in small cornrows. Katherine frowned hard and thought about it.
"But I swore revenge on Malik Vaccaria!" she folded her arms, "What if he thinks I lied about being a witch?"
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The moon was shining in the sky, when there was a knock at the door. Katherine pulled open the door just a crack, so she could see who was outside.
"Oh." Katherine said.
"Hello Katherine." Malik smirked at her, in the way only he could. Then, he turned a pale shade of pink, which looked extremely odd on his pale skin. Malik held out a bunch of white flowers to Katherine, who stared at him blankly.
"You have... my sincerest apologies... about earlier." Malik shrugged and handed the flowers to Katherine.
"Is this-?"
"Hemlock." Malik said, proudly, "Mother says it is highly poisonous."
"Ew!" Katherine squealed, throwing the flowers on the ground and stamping on them. Malik looked hurt.
"I thought you would like them. Maybe use them for some kind of witchcraft?" he suggested, "I heard about this potion that uses hemlock in it and what it does is-"
"You seem to know an awful lot." Katherine said, "For a child."
"I am the same age as you." Malik protested instantly, "And..." He leant forward to whisper in Katherine's ear, "I am a vampire." Unfortunately, Katherine leant forward too. And their lips collided with each other's. They both pulled back automatically, rubbing their mouths frantically.
"You kissed me!" Katherine yelped.
"You kissed me!" Malik spat in disgust.
"I should have known you were the icre de satan (A/N Romanian for spawn of Satan. Couldn't resist putting it in :))!" Katherine spat, slamming the door shut.
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"And you never spoke again?" Emarni asked, her eyes wide, "Not until now?"
"Well..." Katherine said, "Aside from my eleventh birthday, when he dunked the tips of my plaits in an inkwell."
"I remember, that was the day we met." Emarni frowned, "You were crying under the table with ink all over your head."
"We have a long and complicated relationship. I mean, history." Katherine corrected herself, "Here." She handed Emarni a bottle of liquid.
"Is that it?" Emarni frowned, shaking the bottle with annoyance.
"Be careful!" Katherine snapped, "Spill that and I'm not making you anymore!"
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The phone rang three times before Vlad picked up.
"Hello Vladimir. I did what you asked and am calling for my payments."
"I will wire the money to your bank account." Vlad lied through his teeth- he didn't have any money. He couldn't pay her. There was a pause.
"You're lying."
"I'm not. I swear."
"Thank you for your help, Katherine."
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A/N: Can y'all read and review? I know it's not the best fanfic, but I worked hard.
THANKS TO SHADOWVAMPIREGIRL FOR INSPIRING ME TO WRITE ON :)